Open adoption through foster care: a second chance to connect our daughter with her bio family

  When a foster child comes into your home, they do not come alone. They come with history. I'm not talking about the "stuff" of foster care: the what's and how's and when's of deep loss and love. I'm talking about the who's. When our daughter Leyla came into our lives through foster care, we

To the mama who is waiting

I have spent a fair amount of time waiting over the last several years. Waiting for a foster license. For a foster baby. For a court date. For an adoption. For the time to say hello. For the time to say good-bye. For a chance to say hello again. Waiting for a diagnosis. For a

There’s just something about a mother’s eyes

"The chicken needs a bit more salt," I advised as I handed over the brown paper sack stuffed with the makings of a taco dinner. She took the bag, this perfect stranger, and looked back at me with her crystal-clear Lake Louise eyes. "The procedure worked," she sob-spoke back to me. And I saw it

Born Broken: A must read for all moms who sometimes fear they aren’t enough

My friends Mike and Kristin Berry at Confessions of an Adoptive Parent  recently gave me the opportunity to read Kristin's new book that just released this week:     Born Broken by Kristin Berry   I met Kristin and Mike last year at the Refresh conference  in the Seattle area last year. The conference was

When the pursuit of dreams looks anything but dreamy

   Yesterday, I took Leyla to the park.  She laughed and played, and occasionally asked for my help, which I gently refused.  There were two other moms there. They were cute. They did planks and squats while their children ran around. While they weren't all made up ... Their hair was neatly pulled back and